"Mom, eat well. How about we go camping more often in the future?" Dongfang Chen said to Haitang. Upon hearing this, Haitang handed the roasted meat to Dongfang Meng.

“Okay, we’ll come once a month, whenever we have time,” Haitang nodded. “Of course, if we miss it sometimes, we can extend the camping trip, how about that?”

"Hmm, I think it's okay." Dongfang Chen nodded immediately. When Haitang looked at Dongfang Chen, she wiped Dongfang Meng's mouth. Dongfang Meng obediently tilted her head back and cooperated with Haitang.

"You're still like a child, always playing around. I just can't do anything with you." After wiping Dongfang Meng's mouth, Haitang looked helplessly at Dongfang Chen, who was eating with a smile.

"That's because I'll always be a child in my mother's eyes." Yes, there's not much of a problem with acting cute in front of one's mother, so it's only natural to relax. In front of others, one might be a little old man, but in front of one's mother, who isn't a little baby?

This is what Dongfang Chen was thinking. And there's nothing shameful about it, because a child is always a child in front of their mother. As long as they act like an adult in front of others, that's fine.

Haitang couldn't help but shake her head at her son's words. She handed Dongfang Chen a glass of juice made with a small stone mill. Dongfang Chen took it and drank it. While the mother and son were eating, Dongfang Long hadn't returned for a long time. Haitang couldn't help but frown.

"Why hasn't your father come back yet?" It's been almost two hours. It's strange. What kind of cave is it that took Dongfang Long several hours to explore? Haitang asked Dongfang Chen as she gave Dongfang Yu a piece of meat wrapped in a vegetable leaf.